Day 1- Creaking my way through France. Geraardsbergen, BEL – Saverne, FRA

The roar of the Muur is followed by the eerie quiet of the Belgian night, save for the buzz of freewheels and hushed conversations between riders. The road ahead is a sea of blinking red lights but it doesn't take long for these to be swallowed by the darkness, as people begin following their own … Continue reading Day 1- Creaking my way through France. Geraardsbergen, BEL – Saverne, FRA